Remembering Tarragon Sundance, or Taz to his friends.
I made my transition from ponies to horses 18 years ago, Taz, you were my first horse, you didn’t make the transition very easy, in fact in our first competition we didn’t even get over the second jump. We carried on though, sometimes you wouldn’t even go over a pole on the ground & other times you would jump like a stag, it was always your choice though, if you didn’t want to jump you wouldn’t & that was that, like the time we went for trials to get on the pony club event team, you wouldn’t even jump the practice jump, I was so mad, but you had obviously decided we weren’t ready. We got on the team in 1997 and the team came third, you made me work really hard for that though. That same year we won the Dressage trophy at the GGH two day event, that was a first, our hard work with Angela had paid off, we hated Dressage, both of us, we were top of the leader board after the showjumping, steeplechase & roads & tracks, we thought we had it in the bag until we took a tumble in the cross country, that hay rack jump became our nemesis.
You were such a character, you loved to go out in the trailer/horsebox, you would drag anyone who happened to be inconveniently on the end of your leadrope up the ramp, in fact there wasn’t much point having anyone on the end of your leadrope, cos if you wanted to go somewhere, especially to a bucket, not even the worlds strongest man could stop you. You loved your food too, when you’d emptied your bucket you would throw it over the door for it to be filled again, unless we’d tried to hide wormer in your feed, no matter how we tried to hide it you would know it was in there, so we would have to squirt it in your mouth, you’re the only horse in history that could vomit, we would hold your mouth shut for ages thinking it must have gone down, but you’d spit it out when you thought it was safe & we wouldn’t be able to get it back in.
You helped me back in the saddle after my accident, we even had a go back showjumping, you put up with my wobblyness going over the jumps. We turned our hand to side-saddle, you thought you were the bees knees when we put that saddle on you, we didn’t win at the show, but it was a big achievement just doing it & you looked fab!!
You were spoilt rotten this winter, being companion to Fuji, you had your own lovely stable, to keep you warm & sheltered from all the cold & snow, and the last couple of days you had your rug off & were able to bathe in the warm sunshine, it’s just such a shame it had to end like this, I love you Taz & you will always have a speccial place in my heart, you were part of the family, thank you Jane for looking after him in his twilight years & thank you Jo for letting him be in our lives.
Tarragon Sundance 1983 – 2013